'I HAVE to know!' Robert very carefully got up from the seat and put his eye to the narrow crack in the stall door...IT WAS TOLLIVER! Robert somehow s...tifled a groan as his cock went nuts for the second time in fifteen minutes, painting the stall door with (to him) audible splats! God! The woman was sex on the hoof! Why on Earth hadn't he noticed before? Afraid to move, he watched Nurse Tolliver do a little mild primping, adjust her scrubs a final time, and make her exit. When the door closed,. ‘Because I’ve got some news to give you that you might be a little interested in…’ ***** Lianne kept looking at the clock that hung on the conservatory brick wall. Where was he? Oliver had never, ever been late, not once for any of their appointments. If there was going to be bad traffic he’d have left earlier. Surely this simply change of route to the house wasn’t so horrible that he’d get lost – not even Oliver was that simple. She had been so very careful to lock everything up behind her –. Finally, Lady Gaga's "Shallow" played. Since I'm as shallow as a wading pool I knew it was kismet. The tantalizing dance of seduction could now begin. Staggering to my feet, she seemed miles away, not the twenty feet she actually was. I began walking unsteadily like Karloff's mummy of yore, stumbling and shuffling toward tonight's true love. My progress impeded by the so-called dancers. Weaving through them like Jack Torrance through a maze at the Overlook Hotel, my heart felt like a Ginger. But just as I hoped, the main event is the deepest and hottest sniffin I've ever seen. It seems everybody thinks like me. No matter what you like or what you want to do, Poppers and Popper Sniffing are the always the primary focus. Another thing that is incredible is how long all of us can play. No one is into the "lets sniff, cum and run" thing. Every one of these guys is in it for the gettin' high, bein' high and stayin' high...total immersion. I don't think any of us ever wants it to.